[Ah ...

[Help, help me! Aa ...

[Wuwuwu, goodbye Mr. Gojo, I found a certain white-haired guy who smells better than you, shashashaha!!]

[The traveler in the black windbreaker is as small as an ant in front of the filthy cursed spirit, but at his light touch, the darkness suddenly collapses, and a thin golden light flows around the edge of his iris, revealing peace and mercy...]

[When the teacher quit the literary world, I was the first one to agree!]

[If you can speak, please speak more. Pass the pen!!!]

[Fuck! There is no movement, just a slight lift, but the atmosphere is so good, I will do a split right now!]

[Touch me, touch me!! Kamiya husband touch me! ]

[You're killing me upstairs!]

[My old swan! I said Kamiya is definitely a bug-level character. He is still envious of the high-level martial arts scene after walking out of the Conan movie. The old thief has dug a really deep pit.]

[It’s strange that Zhe can be a background figure in the main storyline. If he really appears, the balance between the red and black sides will be broken. How can we play the game then?]

[The cursed spirit just now was level one, but Zhe Wo lightly touched it and it disappeared. Does this mean that your strength is at least at the special level? No wonder the boss let you go on the mission alone]

[Okay, I have already imagined the 3D full-scale "nothing" in my head. My husband's voice must be that kind of clear, cold and electric. He must be so good to hear him lower his voice to warn people! ]

[Wuwuwu 놙 please make an animated version, I really want to hear 놛 speak]

As the cursed spirit disappeared, the street lights that were affected by the cursed power resumed working, casting a slightly dim orange light. In the distance, the hot spring hotel was bustling with people, and the woman's sweet laughter was dotted with steam.

Kamiya Tetsu looked down at the middle-aged man who seemed to be possessed by a demon, and murmured in confusion, only to find that the latter's behavior was even more excited.

"Thank you for saving my life, thank you so much!" The office worker Kazuya Taniguchi threw himself forward, hugged the trousers of Tetsu Kamiya, and burst into tears on the spot, "I thought, I thought I was going to die... wuwuwu."

Kamiya Tetsu: “?”

What just happened?

He pulled the man off his pants and said, "I saved him. I don't know what happened. The street lights were dark because the voltage was unstable. I came here to save him."

Taniguchi Kazuya was in a daze for a moment, and then he saw the warning look in the young man's eyes, and suddenly understood. He wiped the tears from his face and said firmly: "Okay, I understand, sir, nothing happened just now, but... do you need any reward? I can do my best."

Kamiya Tetsu: “…” It’s obvious that you didn’t hear anything!

[Goose goose goose!]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I am dying of laughter, Zhe is so cute, and he is forcing himself to be scientific, I am ashamed to be someone who came from the Conan studio]

[This office worker is really smart. It turns out that one has to have a good mental endurance to survive in Tokyo.]

[What about the sorcerer? A first-level cursed spirit appears in a crowded place. Is this an emergency?]

[The world of curses is sparsely populated, and they are probably still deciding who to send on the mission.]

Tetsu Kamiya glanced at the forum and saw that people were indeed discussing this matter.

Although 놛 didn't notice it, in the comics, there was indeed an ugly monster entangled in front of 놛, and as 놛 approached, the monster disappeared.

According to the comments section, that monster is the object of exorcism by sorcerers - the cursed spirit.

Kamiya Tetsu: “…” There was a scam.

I'm sure I didn't do anything just now. I was just looking at this man with a horrified look, curious about whether I could see some strange and scientific creatures in his pupils.

In fact, there is nothing.

It's pretty good to see it, but this kind of thing is too spicy for the eyes. If you see it while eating, you might as well eat it.

Kamiya Tetsu sighed, looked at the man in front of him with an eager and frightened face, and said, "I know everything. I have already called the police, you can just explain it to them yourself."

Having said that, 놛 continued to drag 놛's luggage and walked towards the hot spring hotel.

Taniguchi Kazuya was left standing there, looking at the warm mist in the distance, trying not to think about what had just happened.

Dragging a suitcase in a remote alley late at night, he could easily kill that terrible monster, quickly and efficiently without leaving any information. What kind of hidden genius is this!

Before Taniguchi Kazuya became a corporate slave, he had been watching the series for who knows how many years, and he was very familiar with the urban invincibility upgrade flow. He instantly came up with a series of plots in his mind, describing the characteristics of the white-haired young man one by one, and the more he thought about it, the more reliable it seemed.

Until the police car drove to the alley entrance, several policemen surrounded him and said, "We received a report from someone, is it you?"

Kazuya Taniguchi put on a professional smile: "Victim, victim, my phone was robbed... Uh, thank you to the kind-hearted person for calling the police."

After the unfortunate guy was taken back to the police station to take a statement, ten minutes later, a white-haired man wearing a college uniform and sunglasses slowly appeared at the alley entrance.

A few minutes later, a car slid over at a very fast speed. The assistant supervisor sent by the superior was sweating all over his face, holding a fried chicken in his hand: "Gojo-sama..."

"Tsk, you annoying guy." Gojo Satoru turned around, looking pleased, "I want medium-rare fried chicken. Are you sure this is up to standard?"

The assistant supervisor lowered his eyes and said, "Master Gojo, I will try my best to meet your request, but now the mission is more important."

"How boring." Gojo Satoru knew that his superiors were watching him carefully this time, so he insisted, "Are you sure there is a first-level cursed spirit here?"

"The information given by the window is here." The assistant supervisor checked the data, "It may be that a passing sorcerer killed him... Master Gojo, I will go and ask if there are any other sorcerers who can give me a mission."

Gojo Satoru raised his head and stopped: "You used it - it's interesting."

The double-headed man turned around and came to the street light where Taniguchi Kazuya had stopped. Under the dim light, a black spot appeared in the sorcerer's vision - the residual cursed power.

The remnants of the first-level cursed spirit were scattered throughout the space, indicating that it had stayed here for a long time and had a target to pursue. The scene was in a mess but there was no blood, indicating that the target had been devoured to the point of only bones being left but was not dead at all.

The mutilation has not spread to other places, so the former can be ruled out. Then -

"Why do I feel the cursed power of the sorcerer remains?" Gojo Satoru touched his chin. "Interesting, the cursed spirit was exorcised, but there was no trace left."

The assistant supervisor followed and said, "Master Gojo, please get in the car and go to the next mission point. We need to report here..."

"Then go and report it." Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at me. His eyes hidden under the sunglasses were particularly refreshing. He raised his tone and said, "I'm not stopping you again."

The assistant supervisor lowered his head and said, "I dare you."

Gojo Satoru keenly caught the trace of disgust and fear in 놛's eyes, and immediately felt disappointed. 놛 stood up and took two steps forward: "You go back by yourself, I want to soak in the hot spring today."

"But there are still two secondary tasks..."

"Can't those old guys stretch their muscles?" Gojo Satoru didn't reply, but waved his head, "I'll count down, two..."

The assistant supervisor shut up in an instant, and as the car started, he quickly disappeared from Gojo Satoru's sight.

The young master Gojo, who had willfully abandoned his mission, squatted on the ground without any image, muttering to himself: "How could this be? I could even find out with my bare eyes..."

When a sorcerer exorcises a cursed spirit, he or she must use a ritual, which will leave traces, that is, remnants. Although they are lighter than the traces of the cursed spirit, it is absolutely impossible to have none.

This is the standard for judging performance in the magic world.

Even the gods and cursed ones who have no spell power at all, and even those who use spell tools in the monastery, may not leave the slightest trace.

And now, a first-level cursed spirit disappeared silently in the busy city, and no trace of cursed power was detected anywhere.

This is so fun!

Gojo Satoru stood up and made a phone call: "Moshi Moshi, Jay, I found something interesting. Come to No. xx, x Road now and skip tomorrow's class."

After completing the mission and returning to the high school, Xia Yujie was a little surprised: "Did you encounter a difficult mission that even you, Wu, couldn't complete it in one go?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and said, "놊, come here first. We'll go to the hot spring, then go to find the young lady to go clubbing, and then go...hahaha, we'll talk about it after you come!"

He hung up the phone with lightning speed and blocked Xia Youjie's subsequent questions.

Xia Yujie, who was far away in the technical high school, first cursed a few times in annoyance, then frowned. Gojo Satoru did something like skipping classes to soak in the hot spring, but it was rare for him to explain it clearly on the phone.

If this is a trick, then something really aroused the curiosity of a cat.

Xia Yujie understands Gojo Satoru, and sometimes even understands him better than Gojo Satoru himself.

"Tsk, looks like that guy got into some trouble." Xia Yujie put on his coat, opened the window, and quietly climbed out.

I'll skip class if I want to. It's my first time anyway!

…

When Gojo Satoru entered the hot spring hotel, it was almost midnight. The owner of the hot spring had disappeared and the door curtain was swaying.

놛 relied on his height to stand in the hall and looked around. He saw a thin figure in the corridor next to him. He was holding a thermos cup and drinking tea slowly while looking at the moon. His slightly damp soft white hair fell on his shoulders, and it was so white that it glowed in the moonlight.

Ah... this should be the old lady who looks after the store!

Gojo Satoru knocked on 녨꿛 with his fist, and then he understood instantly. 놛 happily floated to the corridor and shouted loudly: "Grandma~ Is there any vacant room?"

Tetsu Kamiya, who was drinking tea and looking at the moon, missing his game console: "......?"